Everybody wants to knowIf we fucked on the bathroom sinkHow your hands felt in my hairIf we were high on amphetaminesAnd everybody wants to hearHow we chainsmoked until threeAnd how you laughed when you said my nameAnd how you gripped my hips so meanWe wrote a story in the fog on the windows that nightBut the ending is the same every damn time, no, no, noWe wrote a story in the fog on the windows that nightBut the ending is the same every damn timeThey think I'm insane, they think my lover is strangeBut I don't have to fucking tell them anything, anythingAnd I'm gonna write it all down, I'm gonna sing it on stageBut I don't have to fucking tell you anything, anythingThat's the beauty of a secretYou know you're supposed to keep itThat's the beauty of a secretThat's the beauty of a secretYou know you're supposed to keep itBut I don't have to fucking tell you anythingEverybody's waiting up to hear if I dare speak your namePut it deep beneath the track, like the hole you left in meEverybody wants to know 'bout how it felt to hear you screamThey know you walk like you're a godThey can't believe I made you weakWe wrote a story in the fog on the windows that nightBut the ending is the same every damn time, no, no, noWe wrote a story in the fog on the windows that nightBut the ending is the same every damn timeThey think I'm insane, they think my lover is strangeBut I don't have to fucking tell them anything, anythingAnd I'm gonna write it all down, I'm gonna sing it on stageBut I don't have to fucking tell you anything, anythingThat's the beauty of a secretYou know you're supposed to keep itThat's the beauty of a secretThat's the beauty of a secretYou know you're supposed to keep itBut I don't have to fucking tell you anythingThese days I can't seem to get along with anyoneGet by with anyoneThese days I can't seem to make this rightWell, is this fine? Will it be alright?They think I'm insane, they think my lover is strangeBut I don't have to fucking tell them anything, anythingAnd I'm gonna write it all down, I'm gonna sing it on stageBut I don't have to fucking tell you anything, anythingThat's the beauty of a secretYou know you're supposed to keep itThat's the beauty of a secretThat's the beauty of a secretYou know you're supposed to keep itBut I don't have to fucking tell you anything
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Everybody wants to know
If we fucked on the bathroom sink
How your hands felt in my hair
If we were high on amphetamines
And everybody wants to hear
How we chainsmoked until three
And how you laughed when you said my name
And how you gripped my hips so mean
We wrote a story in the fog on the windows that night
But the ending is the same every damn time, no, no, no
We wrote a story in the fog on the windows that night
But the ending is the same every damn time
They think I'm insane, they think my lover is strange
But I don't have to fucking tell them anything, anything
And I'm gonna write it all down, I'm gonna sing it on stage
But I don't have to fucking tell you anything, anything
That's the beauty of a secret
You know you're supposed to keep it
That's the beauty of a secret
That's the beauty of a secret
You know you're supposed to keep it
But I don't have to fucking tell you anything
Everybody's waiting up to hear if I dare speak your name
Put it deep beneath the track, like the hole you left in me
Everybody wants to know 'bout how it felt to hear you scream
They know you walk like you're a god
They can't believe I made you weak
We wrote a story in the fog on the windows that night
But the ending is the same every damn time, no, no, no
We wrote a story in the fog on the windows that night
But the ending is the same every damn time
They think I'm insane, they think my lover is strange
But I don't have to fucking tell them anything, anything
And I'm gonna write it all down, I'm gonna sing it on stage
But I don't have to fucking tell you anything, anything
That's the beauty of a secret
You know you're supposed to keep it
That's the beauty of a secret
That's the beauty of a secret
You know you're supposed to keep it
But I don't have to fucking tell you anything
These days I can't seem to get along with anyone
Get by with anyone
These days I can't seem to make this right
Well, is this fine? Will it be alright?
They think I'm insane, they think my lover is strange
But I don't have to fucking tell them anything, anything
And I'm gonna write it all down, I'm gonna sing it on stage
But I don't have to fucking tell you anything, anything
That's the beauty of a secret
You know you're supposed to keep it
That's the beauty of a secret
That's the beauty of a secret
You know you're supposed to keep it
But I don't have to fucking tell you anything
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